Date: Fri, 12 Jun 2015 08:50:32 +0100
From: paulhre .
Subject: Sam's Journey to complete Sub Pt 2
Prolog II
"SAM WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON"
Sam was still in the throws of Orgasm, with his head in his helmet he could
not hear Paul shouting at him. Even if he could he wouldn't of cared. Paul
stood open mouthed he couldn't believe his eyes. He had been fitting School
football students with equipment for nearly 6 years now and he had seen
some serious displays of Male horneness but this was very unexpected. He
noticed early in the fitting process that Sam was getting quite worked up
but this was normal boys get a boner at the slightest sense of contact from
another person at his age.
" SAM ... SAM SAM SAM..."
Sam suddenly heard the trill voice of Paul, Ho holy crap what had he done,
the impend doom suddenly started to set in, that doom that every male knows
the feeling of after Cuming...
"Sam have you somthing to say for your self..."
"mmumbghhfggtr fgngnrus vmbotrre"
Sam tryed to speak but of course his mouth was stuffed with the large
Rubber protective device. Paul moved closer to sam
"WHAT ..."
"Mmmm Im sroy SiR" ... GHi I mmghf CoULfdfgdnt Hllleo[p my SElff" Sam
struggled out around the Guard
"Lets get this off you and see what you are saying" Paul said
With a bit of time and some effort Paul removed the sticky wet helmet and
then turned the key in the gum shield and removed it from Sam's mouth. Paul
put his equipment on the table and walked over and closed the door to
Fitting room 2.
"Sam have you something to tell me"
" Sir im so sorry, I have been feeling funny all day and something just cam
over me and I couldn't resist playing with it"
"Ho somthing cam on you all your... Your dick, look at this mess... when is
the last time you jacked off?"
"What Sssir"
"You heard me when did you last jack off Boy ??"
"Ehh this morning Sir" Sam said very sheeples looking at his toes...
" Jesus thats a lot of spunk for 7 hours ... well I suppose your health at
least" " look go get cleaned up and bring you helmet with you and clean it
to"
"Ok sir"
"I will be in fitting room two helping Seth with his gear knock when you
finished and leave you helmet in to me"
"ok Sir" Sam slinked off to the Toilets he was raging he had let is horness
get the better of him. It took him about 10 mins to dry his shorts and then
another 5 minutes to clean up his helmet. Suddenly Sam felt that familiar
feeling he cock started to stir in his shorts, his mind was a blur as he
started playing the scene over in his head, before he knew it he was in a
cubical with the door shut behind him his sweet pants down around his
ankles and he was rubbing his cock of the cheek pad of his new helmet. the
sensation was so good, he taught to himself Ill just quickly slip it on and
Quickly rub one out and then drop it back to the coach. In some sort of
warped sexual tention way he taught he could get it out of his system boy
just wanking it off .
He pulled the helmet Jaw pads hard apart and pulled with all his might the
helmet was so tight to get on, then all of a sudden it slipped over his
mellon and slid into place. Instantly he was flooded with the sensation of
encasement in this protective helmet with all the rubberized padding on the
inside of the helmet touching every portion of his head. His cheeks were
puckered up from the jaw pads. His cock was now as hard as steel and he was
lightly stroking it from tip to base. Sam without thinking put the chin Cup
to his chin and feed the straps through the clasps on the side, just like
the bindings on his snowboard boots they ratcheted tighter and tighter, his
heart was racing as the chin cup pulled the helmet hard down on his head
and he suddenly felt the orgasm building Hoooo got he taught to himself and
Bang he felt another Jet of cum hit him in the face, another jet flew out
and hit the door of the cubical then orgasm started to subside and Sam
slowly stroked himself. He slumped down on the closed toilet lid. He taught
to him self `jesus that was one of the best orgasms I have had why am I so
turned on my this helmet...' A few moments went by and he started trying to
undo the chin cup then it hit him, Paul had explained to him that the
helmet had locking chin cup strap bindings and only the coach and him would
have a key. " FUCK FUCK" Sam shouted out
he started to panic what was he going to do. He couldn't go out to the
coach with the helmet strapped on he was already in enough trouble. "Fuck
Fuck Fuck" he burst out of the cubicle to take a look at the clasp in the
mirror, maybe there was a way to get it undone. He examined it carefully
but he could not see any way to remove it. He started Violently pulling the
helmet trying to pull it off his head there was literally not a hope to get
it off it was on there so tight. He heard a noise it was someone coming in
" shit shit he rushed to try get into the cubicle again
" Sam... is that you sam"
Sam slamed the door behind him,
"ahh what who its that ? "
"its me Sam, Seth !"
" Ho Hi man sorry..." sam frantically tried to think of an excuse... " ahh
just finished taking a dump and realized there was no paper in here"
"Ah man hate that ...did you get some ?" seth probed
"Ahhh ya have some man thanks" Sam considered asking Seth to help him get
the helmet off but he realized it and him were covered in cum.
" You locked into your Helmet to ? " seth asked
"Ehhh whaat" sam blurted out he must have spotted me
"Ya i'm stuck in mine for another 20 minutes or some shit I just came in
here to send a text to my girlfriend" " it ridiculous why are they locking
us up in our helmets is this fucking prison or some shit"
"Aww ya man stuck in mine to, ya its fucking shit mine is super tight" Sam
was kicking himself `super tight' why did I say that...
"Alright man I better go back out this Paul guy is a douche"
"Ya man see ya" Sam sighed, few that was close. what the fuck am I going to
do Sam taught to himself. An idea of rushing home out the Toilet window and
picking the lock on the helmet flashed through his mind but he decided to
give it a miss. Suddenly he remembered Oscar was at the Skate Park, he
pulled his phone out of his pocket.
" Hay Oscar... "
" Sam man whats up"
"Get to the school changing rooms Now and meet me in the toilet"
"what man Im at the skate park man"
"DUDE FOR FUCK SAKE GET HERE NOW I'M IN TROUBLE I NEED YOU"
"on my way no need to shout FFS"
It felt like a year waiting on Oscar when really it was only 10 mins or so,
while he was waiting Sam cleaned as much cum as he could off his helmet and
himself. He pulled up his boxer briefs and his sweat pants.
He heard the door to the toilet open
" Sam you there"
Ho fuck sake Oscar finally im over here" Sam opened the door of the
cubical...
"You all right man !, Why have you got your helmet on ..."
" Its a long story and I honestly don't have time right now just help me
get it off"
"What !!"
"Its locked on man" Sam pointed to the locking clasp on the side of the
helmet
" ho fuck where is the keys man"
"Oscar I said I don't have time I need this off now, can you pick the lock
or something"
" Hmm gime a look... aww shit man not good"
"what the fuck"
" I have seen this lock before it used on expensive Snowboard boots to stop
people robbing them"
"DUDE CAN YOU GET IT OFF"
I think I might be able to unbolt the clasp with my allen keys for
tightening my board wheels one sec" at this point Sam was delighted Oscar
was such a good friend and also such a Geek carrying allen keys with him !
" Ok bro got it, the other side has some sort of locking bolt do you think
you might be able to get it off with this much space"
" ill try man, can you try pulling to"
"sure" It took immense effort but they managed to get the helmet off. Oscar
quickly bolted the buckle back on.
"right Oscar meet you in the skate park asap thanks a million bro".
Sam rushed back to the fitting rooms and banged on fitting room door 2.
"JUST A MINUTE" Paul shouted
"Come in" sam burst through the door, Seth was sitting on a similar stoop
his helmet on and his mouth stuffed with the big rubbery mouth guard.
"Ah sam just leave your helmet over there and leave ill talk to you
tomorrow at practice"
"Yes Sir"
Sam rushed to the park, he saw Oscar sitting on a park bench fiddling with
his skate board wheels
"Hay bro you ok" sam said in Oscars direction
"ya man, what the fuck was that all about"
"look man" sam had been thinking up an excuse all the way from the fitting
room to the skate park.
"the new helmet thing in school is that our helmets have those locks in
them so we can't take them off during football games"
"ya right... but why where you stuck in your"
" well I brought mine into the toilets after fitting to Take a selfie of me
in my new helmet but I completely forgot about the locking thing and locked
myself into the dam thing"
"ahh right why didnt you just get the coach to un lock you out of it ?"
"ahh man I'm getting slagged in football enough like !"
"Ya i suppose man, ho dude can you take pic of me doing my new trick"
"Ya deffo man" Sam was eager to move off the subject. Sam wiped out his
phone and started snapping pic, Oscar really had that move down.
"Ah man thats class look at this pic"
Oscar wiped the phone off Sam as scrolled through the pic he had taken...
"ahh man look at that, how class that one is so cool"
"Sam man what the fuck is this" Sam's hardt skipped a beet as he remembered
taking selfies of himself all strapped up in his helmet
"what dude" sam tried to brush it off
" Ehh its a Picture of you in you helmet and some big black thing in your
mouth !"
"ehh ya I told you, I took some selfies of myself in my new helmet, that is
just the stupid new gum shield we have to wear"
"ho really dude and how do you explain this..." Oscar threw the phone back
to Sam, Sam looked at the picture is heart nearly exploded. in the picture
he was looking straight at the camera drool pouring out of the mouth
guard's centre hole, but the worst part was he had his fully erect penis in
his other hand and his sweets half way down ...